Location: Bonneville Sea Base, Utah Max Depth: 19 feet Date: December 30, 2002 Party Members: Travis & Matt Adsitt, Michelle & Mikayla Lyman Dives: 1-daylight Links: Sea Base Description: Me story:
Michelle's Story:
We suited up and got ready to go, Travis getting in first. By the time Mikayla was in, Travis had learned that the sharks were right below him and he wanted nothing more to do with that place. While Matt got him situated on shore, Mikayla and I swam around a bit in waiting, and then decided to do a little exploring on our own because she was getting cold (when you’ve got the girth and body fat of a garden hose, you get cold pretty quickly). We headed down and hadn’t swam 2 feet when we nearly ran into the tail end of our first shark! We looked at them, but didn’t touch, and then swam around a little more. I started to lead us through the tunnel, but feeling the 6 degree drop in temperature as I neared the next spring, I promptly turned myself and the little muffin around and headed back into the warmer water. We surfaced, talked about the cool sharks (we never saw their heads) and decided to submerge again for another look. Well, upon descending, little Mikayla nearly landed on the head of *Tiny*, the 8 foot long nurse shark. Now they’re not aggressive by nature, but I’m sure if something ½ its size landed on its head, Tiny would NOT have been a happy aquatic camper! She quickly adjusted her buoyancy and we swam back to the ladder. By this time, she was ready to get out and play with Travis so Matt and I decided that we should empty at least ½ a tank for the weekends’ efforts, so we made a quick dive. We swam to the tunnel and into the cooler spring, explored (blindly) until we found the air lock, surfaced beneath for a little conversation, and then swam back to find the sharks. This time when we ran into them (again, almost literally due to the bad visibility!), we took time to pet them. It took several aggressive tugs to get my mitts off, but once I had a free hand, I sat for a long time stroking the head of one of the sharks. Matt stayed at the tail end…hmmm…wonder why? I pet the entire length of the shark nearest to me, petting all of his back and sides. I wanted to have that moment permanently imprinted into my very DNA. They feel like sandpaper, very strange since they look so smooth. The eyes of a nurse shark appeared to be about ½ the size of a dime. For a moment, I even lay down with my head facing in, joining the nose to nose formation of the 3 creatures. (Okay, so I was about 2 feet back from their noses, I’m curious, not stupid!) The thrill of lying next to those powerful, magnificent beasts is indescribably. Next stop, great white feeding frenzy!
After the dive, we headed back to Boise, 6 of the 8 tanks still completely full. Oh, well…any day diving cannot be considered a bad day!
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